Thursday 8 December 2011

A cobweb called Life

A cobweb called life, I started making with colourful strings of dreams
Entangled in its vicious circles, I am able to hear only my screams.


Opportunities keep knocking the door, dreams are ready to go on floor
While making a foray in past, I realized dreams have changed the decor.


No more content with myself, all ideas are gathering dust on shelf
Fighting with anonymous demons, fears have taken the form of elf.


Defying the world with a smile, everything going in mind is a mess
Bargaining with time, so that I could finally emerge as a victress.


Hope is the only true companion these days, I can afford to keep
In the dark alleys of uncertainty, the light of faith will surely creep.